Sciamachy

Let me go, set me free
For i can no longer bear the torment
Of moments past, such memories
Yearnings of old, too ancient

I beg, remember me no more
For your thoughts call out to mine
I’ve lost my soul, my heart, my core
And of late, even losing my mind

I hear your whispered promises
And feel your longing embrace
The zephyr brings your soft kisses
With a yearning that i can almost taste

Yet all these, i know, to be illusions
For our paths have long severed
These are all but my delusions
To bury… to forget forever

*sciamachy: fighting your own shadows

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